For a long time, regarding the legend of the White Snake that has been widely circulated in West Lake, his initial understanding after reading ancient books was that there was a ferocious beast White Snake under the Leifeng Pagoda that was causing harm to the world.

In order to destroy the white snake, the God of Soujin Palace, who settled near the West Lake at that time, sent a monk from the palace with a bowl to destroy the white snake.

Among them, the monk was no match for the white snake, so he took advantage of a man named Xu who was kind to the white snake and killed the white snake with his hands.

But after a lot of intelligence gathering, he came to a possible truth, that is, the so-called white snake under the Leifeng Pagoda is not necessarily the vicious beast White Snake, but a living person, the god of the search palace.

daughter.

It wasn't until Hui'en told him that he knew the second version of the story, that is, the god's daughter fell in love with an ordinary young man named Xu, and was opposed and stopped by the god, which ultimately led to the subsequent series of events.

In order to cover up his family's scandal and beautify his daughter's death, the God of Sou Shrine invented a poignant myth and legend, defining the unlucky monk Fahai as a villain who beat up mandarin ducks, which has been sung for hundreds of years.

But now, after seeing the words carved on the rock wall, he knew the truth of the third version of the stories and the origin of the sacred stone. He couldn't help but be shocked and stunned.

Master Hui En also took a few steps forward to read the text at this time, his face changed continuously, and finally he sighed.

"It turns out to be like this...It turns out to be like this...It's a pity, pitiful, sad, and deplorable."

Jiang Dali calmed down his emotions, stood up and sneered lightly, "I am really passionate and have no regrets since ancient times. I didn't expect that the daughter of this god wanted to elope with the man surnamed Xu, but in the end she could not escape the blow of power and interests. The man surnamed Xu turned out to be

Use the bowl to sneak attack and kill it.

Therefore, the daughter of God did not die in the hands of a monk, but in the hands of her beloved ordinary man."

Master Hui'en sighed, "The old monk didn't expect that the truth of the matter was like this, but it can be seen that the eminent monk Fahai was also quite surprised.

He gave the bowl to Donor Xu, perhaps to test Donor Xu's sincerity towards Donor Bai, but he never expected that Donor Xu would actually launch a sneak attack on the infatuated Donor Bai because he was afraid of God's threat."

Jiang Dali said calmly, "With Bai Suzhen's strength, even God has to give Fahai a bowl made of the divine stone to be able to compete with him. How could he be killed by a mere ordinary person holding a bowl? How can it be done?

When he arrives, I'm afraid his heart is already dead and all thoughts are lost."

At the end of the sentence, the corners of Jiang Dali's mouth turned up in an indifferent arc, "In the final analysis, the thing that cannot stand the test the most in this world is the human heart. It is pathetic and ridiculous."

When he said this, his spiritual sense had been relaxed to the maximum extent, and he secretly searched for any corners around him that might hide enemies, especially the inside of the sarcophagus in front of him.

He didn't believe that the god's daughter would really die. How could a demon god whose strength might surpass Xie Tiao die so easily?

Even Xie Tiao could use his persistent demonic thoughts to borrow Di Ni to revive his soul, and Bai Suzhen was afraid that she would not die.

However, during this investigation, the surroundings were silent and there was nothing unusual at all.

When Jiang Dali frowned slightly, Hui En pushed open the lid of the sarcophagus.

Immediately, a large sheet of billowing hot air came over, causing the temperature in the cave where the two of them were to rise sharply, almost like a furnace.

Hui En waved away the mist, turned around and said, "Donor Jiang, except for the entrance where the bowl was placed before, there is no remains of Donor Bai in this sarcophagus."

Jiang Dali walked over and took a look, and saw only a three-foot-square entrance at the end of the sarcophagus. A large steaming high-temperature air wave rushed out from the entrance below. It is enough to imagine the terrible and terrible interior below.

It also made him feel very bad.

"One hole after another. I came here specifically to dig a hole today. I think this three-foot entrance is difficult for people to do."

Jiang Dali cursed lowly, put the Dali Fire Lin Sword behind his back, and performed the Bone Shrinking Technique. His body immediately shrank twice in a burst of crackling sounds, barely enough to fit into the entrance below.

But then he suddenly realized something and looked at Master Hui En who was like a mountain of flesh in the mist.

Hui En looked embarrassed and clasped his hands together and said, "Donor Jiang, you made a mistake. Once you get here, the old monk can no longer accompany you. The old monk's body can't shrink even an inch."

This...this is really unexpected..."

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